The University of Pianura was lodged1 in the ancient Signoria or TownHall of the free city; and here, on the afternoon of the Duke'sbirthday, the civic2 dignitaries and the leading men of the learnedprofessions had assembled to see the doctorate3 conferred on theSignorina Fulvia Vivaldi and on several less conspicuous4 candidates ofthe other sex.
The city was again in gala dress. Early that morning the newconstitution had been proclaimed, with much firing of cannon5 and displayof official fireworks; but even these great news, and their attendantmanifestations, had failed to enliven the populace, who, instead offilling the streets with their usual stir, hung massed at certainpoints, as though curiously6 waiting on events. There are few sights moreominous than that of a crowd thus observing itself, watching ininconscient suspense7 for the unknown crisis which its own passions haveengendered.
It was known that his Highness, after the public banquet at the palace,was to proceed in state to the University; and the throng8 was thickabout the palace gates and in the streets betwixt it and the Signoria.
Here the square was close-packed, and every window choked with gazers,as the Duke's coach came in sight, escorted meagrely by his equerriesand the half-dozen light-horse that preceded him. The small escort, andthe marked absence of military display, perhaps disappointed thesplendour-loving crowd; and from this cause or another, scarce a cheerwas heard as his Highness descended9 from his coach, and walked up thesteps to the porch of ancient carved stone where the faculty10 awaitedhim.
The hall was already filled with students and graduates, and with theguests of the University. Through this grave assemblage the Duke passedup to the row of armchairs beneath the dais at the farther end of theroom. Trescorre, who was to have attended his Highness, had excusedhimself on the plea of indisposition, and only a fewgentlemen-in-waiting accompanied the Duke; but in the brown half-lightof the old Gothic hall their glittering uniforms contrasted brilliantlywith the black gowns of the students, and the sober broadcloth of thelearned professions. A discreet11 murmur12 of enthusiasm rose at theirapproach, mounting almost to a cheer as the Duke bowed before taking hisseat; for the audience represented the class most in sympathy with hispolicy and most confident of its success.
The meetings of the faculty were held in the great council-chamber wherethe Rectors of the old free city had assembled; and such a setting wasregarded as peculiarly appropriate to the present occasion. The fact wasalluded to, with much wealth of historical and mythological13 analogy, bythe President, who opened the ceremonies with a polysyllabic Latinoration, in which the Duke was compared to Apollo, Hercules and Jason,as well as to the flower of sublunary heroes.
This feat15 of rhetoric16 over, the candidates were called on to advance andreceive their degrees. The men came first, profiting by the momentaryadvantage of sex, but clearly aware of its inability to confer evenmomentary importance in the eyes of the impatient audience. A pausefollowed, and then Fulvia appeared. Against the red-robed faculty at theback of the dais, she stood tall and slender in her black cap and gown.
The high windows of painted glass shed a paleness on her face, but hercarriage was light and assured as she advanced to the President andknelt to receive her degree. The parchment was placed in her hand, thefurred hood17 laid on her shoulders; then, after another flourish ofrhetoric, she was led to the lectern from which her discourse18 was to bedelivered. Odo sat just below her, and as she took her place their eyesmet for an instant. He was caught up in the serene19 exaltation of herlook, as though she soared with him above wind and cloud to a region ofunshadowed calm; then her eyes fell and she began to speak.
She had a pretty mastery of Latin, and though she had never beforespoken in public, her poetical20 recitations, and the early habit ofintercourse with her father's friends, had given her a fair measure offluency and self-possession. These qualities were raised to eloquence21 bythe sweetness of her voice, and by the grave beauty which made theacademic gown seem her natural wear, rather than a travesty22 of learning.
Odo at first had some difficulty in fixing his attention on what shesaid; and when he controlled his thoughts she was in the height of herpanegyric of constitutional liberty. She had begun slowly, almostcoldly; but now her theme possessed25 her. One by one she evoked26 thefamiliar formulas with which his mind had once reverberated27. They wokeno echo in him now; but he saw that she could still set them ringingthrough the sensibilities of her hearers. As she stood there, a slightimpassioned figure, warming to her high argument, his sense of irony28 wastouched by the incongruity29 of her background. The wall behind her wascovered by an ancient fresco30, fast fading under its touches of renewedgilding, and representing the patron scholars of the mediaeval world:
the theologians, law-givers and logicians under whose protection thefree city had placed its budding liberties. There they sat, rigid31 andsumptuous on their Gothic thrones: Origen, Zeno, David, Lycurgus,Aristotle; listening in a kind of cataleptic helplessness to aconfession of faith that scattered32 their doctrines33 to the winds. As helooked and listened, a weary sense of the reiterance of things came overhim. For what were these ancient manipulators of ideas, prestidigitatorsof a vanished world of thought, but the forbears of the long line oftheorists of whom Fulvia was the last inconscient mouthpiece? The newgame was still played with the old counters, the new jugglers repeatedthe old tricks; and the very words now poured out in defence of the newcause were but mercenaries scarred in the service of its enemies. Forgenerations, for centuries, man had fought on; crying for liberty,dreaming it was won, waking to find himself the slave of the new forceshe had generated, burning and being burnt for the same beliefs underdifferent guises34, calling his instinct ideas and his ideas revelations;destroying, rebuilding, falling, rising, mending broken weapons,championing extinct illusions, mistaking his failures for achievementsand planting his flag on the ramparts as they fell. And as the vision ofthis inveterate35 conflict rose before him, Odo saw that the beauty, thepower, the immortality36, dwelt not in the idea but in the struggle forit.
His resistance yielded as this sense stole over him, and with an almostphysical relief he felt himself drawn37 once more into the familiarcurrent of emotion. Yes, it was better after all to be one of that greatunconquerable army, though, like the Trojans fighting for a phantomHelen, they might be doing battle for the shadow of a shade; better tomarch in their ranks, endure with them, fight with them, fall with them,than to miss the great enveloping38 sense of brotherhood39 that turneddefeat to victory.
As the conviction grew in him, Fulvia's words regained40 their lostsignificance. Through the set mask of language the living thoughtslooked forth41, old indeed as the world, but renewed with the new life ofevery heart that bore them. She had left the abstract and dropped toconcrete issues: to the gift of the constitution, the benefits andobligations it implied, the new relations it established between rulerand subject and between man and man. Odo saw that she approached thequestion without flinching42. No trace remained of the trembling woman whohad clung to him the night before. Her old convictions repossessed herand she soared above human fears.
So engrossed43 was he that he had been unaware44 of a growing murmur ofsound which seemed to be forcing its way from without through the wallsof the ancient building. As Fulvia's oration14 neared its end the murmurrose to a roar. Startled faces were turned toward the doors of thecouncil-chamber, and one of the Duke's gentlemen left his seat and madehis way through the audience. Odo sat motionless, his eyes on Fulvia. Henoticed that her face paled as the sound reached her, but there was nobreak in the voice with which she uttered the closing words of herperoration. As she ended, the noise was momentarily drowned under a loudburst of clapping; but this died in a hush45 of apprehension46 through whichthe outer tumult47 became more ominously48 audible. The equerry reenteredthe hall with a disordered countenance49. He hastened to the Duke andaddressed him urgently.
"Your Highness," he said, "the crowd has thickened and wears an uglylook. There are many friars abroad, and images of the Mountain Virginare being carried in procession. Will your Highness be pleased to remainhere while I summon an escort from the barracks?"Odo was still watching Fulvia. She had received the applause of theaudience with a deep reverence51, and was now in the act of withdrawing tothe inner room at the back of the dais. Her eyes met Odo's; she smiledand the door closed on her. He turned to the equerry.
"There is no need of an escort," he said. "I trust my people if they donot trust me.""But, your Highness, the streets are full of demagogues who have beenharanguing the people since morning. The crowd is shouting against theconstitution and against the Signorina Vivaldi."A flame of anger passed over the Duke's face; but he subdued52 itinstantly.
"Go to the Signorina Vivaldi," he said, pointing to the door by whichFulvia had left the hall. "Assure her that there is no danger, but askher to remain where she is till the crowd disperses53, and request thefaculty in my name to remain with her."The equerry bowed, and hurried up the steps of the dais, while the Dukesigned to his other companions to precede him to the door of the hall.
As they walked down the long room, between the close-packed ranks of theaudience, the outer tumult surged threateningly toward them. Near thedoorway, another of the gentlemen-in-waiting was seen to speak with theDuke.
"Your Highness," he said, "there is a private way at the back by whichyou may yet leave the building unobserved.""You appear to forget that I entered it publicly," said Odo.
"But, your Highness, we cannot answer for the consequences--"The Duke signed to the ushers54 to throw open the doors. They obeyed, andhe stepped out into the stone vestibule preceding the porch. Theiron-barred outer doors of this vestibule were securely bolted, and theporter hung back in affright at the order to unlock them.
"Your Highness, the people are raving55 mad," he said, flinging himself onhis knees.
Odo turned impatiently to his escort. "Unbar the doors, gentlemen," hesaid. The blood was drumming in his ears, but his eye was clear andsteady, and he noted56 with curious detachment the comic agony of the fatporter's face, and the strain and swell57 of the equerry's muscles as hedragged back the ponderous58 bolts.
The doors swung open, and the Duke emerged. Below him, still with thatunimpaired distinctness of vision which seemed a part of his heightenedvitality, he saw a great gesticulating mass of people. They packed thesquare so closely that their own numbers held them immovable, save fortheir swaying arms and heads; and those whom the square could notcontain had climbed to porticoes59, balconies and cornices, and massedthemselves in the neck of the adjoining streets. The handful oflight-horse who had escorted the Duke's carriage formed a single line atthe foot of the steps, so that the approach to the porch was stillclear; but it was plain that the crowd, with its next movement, wouldbreak through this slender barrier and hem24 in the Duke.
At Odo's appearance the shouting had ceased and every eye was turned onhim. He stood there, a brilliant target, in his laced coat ofpeach-coloured velvet60, his breast covered with orders, a hand on hisjewelled sword-hilt. For a moment sovereign and subjects measured eachother; and in that moment Odo drank his deepest draught61 of life. He wasnot thinking now of the constitution or its opponents. His presentbusiness was to get down the steps and into the carriage, returning tothe palace as openly as he had come. He was conscious of neither pitynor hatred62 for the throng in his path. For the moment he regarded themmerely as a natural force, to be fought against like storm or flood. Hisclearest sensation was one of relief at having at last some materialobstacle to spend his strength against, instead of the impalpable powerswhich had so long beset63 him. He felt, too, a boyish satisfaction at hisown steadiness of pulse and eye, at the absence of that fatal inertiawhich he had come to dread64. So clear was his mental horizon that itembraced not only the present crisis, but a dozen incidents leading upto it. He remembered that Trescorre had urged him to take a largerescort, and that he had refused on the ground that any military displaymight imply a doubt of his people. He was glad now that he had done so.
He would have hated to slink to his carriage behind a barrier of drawnswords. He wanted no help to see him through this business. The bloodsang in his veins65 at the thought of facing it alone.
The silence lasted but a moment; then an image of the Mountain Virginwas suddenly thrust in air, and a voice cried out: "Down with our Lady'senemies! We want no laws against the friars!"A howl caught up the words and tossed them to and fro above the seethingheads. Images of the Virgin50, religious banners, the blue-and-white ofthe Madonna's colours, suddenly canopied66 the crowd.
"We want the Barnabites back!" sang out another voice.
"Down with the free-thinkers!" yelled a hundred angry throats.
A stone or two sped through the air and struck the sculptures of theporch.
"Your Highness!" cried the equerry who stood nearest, and would havesnatched the Duke back within doors.
For all answer, Odo stepped clear of the porch and advanced to the edgeof the steps. As he did so, a shower of missiles hummed about him, and astone struck him on the lip. The blood rushed to his head, and he swayedin the sudden grip of anger; but he mastered himself and raised his lacehandkerchief to the cut.
His gentlemen had drawn their swords; but he signed to them to sheatheagain. His first thought was that he must somehow make the people hearhim. He lifted his hand and advanced a step; but as he did so a shotrang out, followed by a loud cry. The lieutenant67 of the light-horse,infuriated by the insult to his master, had drawn the pistol from hisholster and fired blindly into the crowd. His bullet had found a mark,and the throng hissed68 and seethed69 about the spot where a man had fallen.
At the same instant Odo was aware of a commotion70 in the group behindhim, and with a great plunge71 of the heart he saw Fulvia at his side. Shestill wore the academic dress, and her black gown detached itselfsharply against the bright colours of the ducal uniforms.
Groans and hisses72 received her, but the mob hung back, as though herlook had checked them. Then a voice shrieked73 out: "Down with theatheist! We want no foreign witches!" and another caught it up with theyell: "She poisoned the weaver's boy! Her father was hanged formurdering Christian74 children!"The cry set the crowd in motion again, and it rolled toward the line ofmounted soldiers at the foot of the steps. The men had their hands ontheir holsters; but the Duke's call rang out: "No firing!" and drawingtheir blades, they sat motionless to receive the shock.
It came, dashed against them and dispersed75 them. Only a few yards laynow between the people and their sovereign. But at that moment anothershot was fired. This time it came from the thick of the crowd. Theequerries' swords leapt forth again, and they closed around the Duke andFulvia.
"Save yourself, sir! Back into the building!" one of the gentlemenshouted; but Odo had no eyes for what was coming. For as the shot washeard he had seen a change in Fulvia. A moment they had stood together,smiling, undaunted, hands locked and wedded76 eyes, then he felt herdissolve against him and drop between his arms.
A cry had gone out that the Duke was wounded, and a leaden silence fellon the crowd. In that silence Odo knelt, lifting Fulvia's head to hisbreast. No wound showed through her black gown. She lay as thoughsmitten by some invisible hand. So deep was the hush that her leastwhisper must have reached him; but though he bent77 close no whisper came.
The invisible hand had struck the very source of life; and to these two,in their moment of final reunion, with so much unsaid between them thatnow at last they longed to say, there was left only the dumb communionof fast-clouding eyes...
A clatter78 of cavalry79 was heard down the streets that led to the square.
The equerry sent to warn Fulvia had escaped from the back of thebuilding and hastened to the barracks to summon a regiment80. But thesoldiery were no longer needed. The blind fury of the mob had died ofits own excess. The rumour81 that the Duke was hurt brought a chillreaction of dismay, and the rioters were already scattering82 when thecavalry came in sight. Their approach turned the slow dispersal to astampede. A few arrests were made, the remaining groups were charged bythe soldiers, and presently the square lay bare as a storm-swept plain,though the people still hung on its outskirts83, ready to disband at thefirst threat of the troops.
It was on this solitude84 that the Duke looked out as he regained a senseof his surroundings. Fulvia had been carried into the audience-chamberand laid on the dais, her head resting on the velvet cushions of theducal chair. She had died instantly, shot through the heart, and thesurgeons summoned in haste had soon ceased from their ineffectualefforts. For a long time Odo knelt beside her, unconscious of all butthat one wild moment when life at its highest had been dashed into thegulf of death. Thought had ceased, and neither rage nor grief moved asyet across the chaos85 of his being. All his life was in his eyes, as theydrew up, drop by drop, the precious essence of her loveliness. For shehad grown, beneath the simplifying hand of death, strangely yet mosthumanly beautiful. Life had fallen from her like the husk from theflower, and she wore the face of her first hopes. The transition hadbeen too swift for any backward look, any anguished86 rending87 of thefibres, and he felt himself, not detached by the stroke, but caught upwith her into some great calm within the heart of change.
He knew not how he found himself once more on the steps above thesquare. Below him his state carriage stood in the same place, flanked bythe regiment of cavalry. Down the narrow streets he saw the broodingcloud of people, and the sight roused his blood. They were his enemiesnow--he felt the warm hate in his veins. They were his enemies, and hewould face them openly. No closed chariot guarded by troops--he wouldnot have so much as a pane23 of glass between himself and his subjects. Hedescended the steps, bade the colonel of the regiment dismount, andsprang into his saddle. Then, at the head of his soldiers, at afoot-pace, he rode back through the packed streets to the palace.
In the palace, courtyard and vestibule were thronged88 with courtiers andlacqueys. He walked through them with his head high, the cut on his liplike the mark of a hot iron in the dead whiteness of his face. At thehead of the great staircase Maria Clementina waited. She sprang forward,distraught and trembling, her face as blanched89 as his.
"You are safe--you are safe--you are not hurt--" she stammered90, catchingat his hands.
A shudder91 seized him as he put her aside.
"Odo! Odo!" she cried passionately92, and made as though to bar his way.
He gave her a blind look and passed on down the long gallery to hiscloset.
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